The Incredibly ****ed Up Journeys of Some Dude
It has been a long, boring day.
A day like the last every last bloody day you've been having for years.
There's plenty to do, but you just never felt the motivation.
Today you find that motivation.
Completely at random, a stuttering and incoherent hobo runs up to you, babbling on about "the gummamint" and "splodin' teefs".
You interrupt him and ask "Where do I go"?
Where does the hobo tell you to go?
NOTE:
This story has absolutely no plot.
It has no continuity, and 80% of the material is either nonsense or mindless surrealist humor. Plus there's quite a few in-jokes as well.
All haters of the stupid, begone!
A day like the last every last bloody day you've been having for years.
There's plenty to do, but you just never felt the motivation.
Today you find that motivation.
Completely at random, a stuttering and incoherent hobo runs up to you, babbling on about "the gummamint" and "splodin' teefs".
You interrupt him and ask "Where do I go"?
Where does the hobo tell you to go?
NOTE:
This story has absolutely no plot.
It has no continuity, and 80% of the material is either nonsense or mindless surrealist humor. Plus there's quite a few in-jokes as well.
All haters of the stupid, begone!
- ID: 19015
- Nickname: ask a hobo
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